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((Cosplay is by the lovely ladymelamori! Check out her cosplay here! www.deviantart.com/ladymelamor… ))>Accessing file - “Survivor’s Log: Year 46”
>Most Recent Upload - “Day 13, Year 46” Accessed
>Log Opened. Beginning Transmission
Day 13: Year 46. 6:00 am.
If you’re in Zurich, and you’ve found this. It means they’ve gotten me. The super soldiers slowly grew and spread across the world since the first one arrived out of a Talon Laboratory in 2077. But I have no time to spare. I must keep moving. Her patrols are heavy today, and yet again, it’s cold out.
Day 13: Year 46. 8:00 am.
I hear they call her “The Witch Doctor” that you can hear the screams of her patients for miles from her clinic. I also hear that if they catch you, they send you right to her. So much for the Hippocratic Oath. I always hated shrinks, even before the world went to hell.
Day 13: Year 46. 10:00 am.
Why do I make these audio logs? They’re mere musing of a world overrun by chaos. Am I looking to inspire a hero? Or am I just losing it myself?
Day 13: Year 46. 12:00 pm.
It’s not looking good for me. The Witch Doctor’s cronies are closing in. Going to try and wait it out. Hopefully they can’t smell fear like all the resistance boys said they could. Scheiße. I think I’ve been spotted.
Day 13: Year 46. 12:06 pm.
If you’re listening. I’m gone. There are three things you need to do if you find this log. One, you need to contact the resistance, tell them that Agent Hermes is down and out. Two, you’ve got to try and take her out. Even if it means infiltrating that damn clinic and giving her a literal taste of her own medicine. For me, make sure that insane medic never operates again. And three, write a damn book about me. Here they come. Hermes Out.
The rest of the log is the sound of electricity hitting flesh and shouting.
>Log Data Transmission Complete
>Shutting Down
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(Starting over seems best. If that's okay? My new one is also available, if you'd like to do that one instead?)
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(I'm okay with either starting over on this or starting up your new one. However, I do have an idea for the new scenario if you'd like to see it.)
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(I don't suppose you'd be interested in starting up this one? I haven't been around much recently and it caught my eye.)
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(Sounds good to me! I’ve also got two new posts if those are of interest?)
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(I'll have a look at them!)
I look down, shutting down the log. It seems like this poor bastard fell afoul of one of the many strains of Super Soldier that are so very prevalent these days. I look around, really hoping that nobody else is here.
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(Please do!)
There doesn't appear to be anyone around. However, you do see his bag, left open, obviously meant for someone to look through.
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(I'm not sure if they're quite my thing, but I may change my mind later!)
"Oh, hell to it...curiosity might have killed the cat, but...I don't have a pithy end to that phrase." He says, rolling his eyes and looking into the bag.
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(Hope you do!)
There's a notebook, and a big syringe full of a golden liquid...
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"Ooh, syringe. Very interesting, not a good idea to use without some kind of knowledge..." I say, more to myself than anything else, before opening up the notebook.
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It seemed to be a journal kept by the resistance agent. Written in the style of a first person novel. That guy really had his head in the clouds.
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Well, at least it's interesting to read. Credit's due to this resistance agent, he's not a bad writer, even considering his slight oddities. I skim through, trying to get the gist of the journal.
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It seems to just be a log of his exploits, he does appear to have extra notes written in the margins however...
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Ooh, extra notes! Exciting! I read them carefully.
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It just seems to be gibberish, however you can see a very clear code...a password to someplace perhaps?
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Well, I'm always a sucker for a good mystery, and a password is only helping that. I take a note of the password.
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(Hey, I was wondering if you'd like to do our newest one in addition to this one?)
There seems to be coordinates scattered across the journal as well, putting them together could lead you someplace...
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(I'd be up for it! Just a case of coming up with an idea first, but I'll drop a comment on it if I can do that!)
Well, that's always fun. I put the co-ordinates together, and try to figure out where they refer to.
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(Please do! Let me know if you are struggling to find an idea...))
Seems to be a convenience store about 5 miles from where you are. Could be an interesting lead that could get you some supplies.
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(Afraid I haven't thought of anything yet!)
Well, it's certainly better than sitting around. I get up, heading over to the convenience store but trying to keep an eye out for anyone.
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So... Hermes is gone too, huh?
It just doesn't seem real. It didn't when the got Ang, it didn't when they crushed our cell, and it doesn't now. But I'm alone.
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Hermes was a good man. You didn’t know him well, but you knew that he fought on the right side, and he did his job well...
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So what the hell do I do...? I’m just some guy with a crappy pistol and a certification in psychotherapy...
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Well, step three’s not gonna happen. I’m a mechanic, not a writer. And as someone who’s never even heard of the Resistance, step one and step two aren’t looking amazing right now either... If only there were some clue around as to how to get in touch with them...
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The best you can tell. Is that they had a sort of hidden code that they kept secret from non members. You do see a small black book next to the tape recorder.
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I may not be a genius, but you don’t really need to be to piece that one together. I start to leaf rapidly through the little moleskin book in search of a password, or string of numbers, anything that’ll at least give me a starting point.
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The best you can piece together is the phrase “The Gas lights the way.” Then you recall, the nearby gas stations have been stripped of anything useful and mostly left to ruin. Could be a good place to hide a network of resistance.
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Given that I’ve got as far as I have on a crappy 80s truck, I’m fairly certain I need to head to a gas station anyway to find a leftover tank or something...
It takes me about 20 minutes to find the nearest one (a good thing, by the sounds of my spluttering engine)...
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It seems oddly abandoned. The book mentioned something about the cleaned out vending machines inside the store.
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Fortunately, I’ve still got a working flashlight, so, flicking it on, I make my way inside, hoping that this whole thing isn’t an elaborate trap set by this ‘Witch Doctor’, and start sneaking over to the vending machines at the back...
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Number is scrawled in the back, with a bunch of other crossed out numbers. They must change the password. Currently, it’s 649.
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There’s pretty much only one way of keying it in, so I tap it into the machine’s keypad, not really holding out hope.
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The machine slowly begins to slide however, revealing a woman with a pistol pointed right at your face.
“Who the hell are you?! How’d you get that book?”
She seemed to have known you were coming
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My immediate thought is that this is the Witch Doctor, and that I’m absolutely fucked. My second is that this doesn’t match the book’s description at all, and my third is a desperate attempt to remember what I was supposed to say. ‘A-Agent Hermes has been compromised...’
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She sighs. Lowering the gun.
“Fuckin hell. He was a good man. Come on. You’ve come this far, if you’re an agent of the Witch, then you’ve earned taking us down from the inside.”
She wearily ushers you behind the vending machine, and down a stairway.
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That seems like oddly lax security to me, but I’m hardly going to complain, so I follow her down. ‘So are you gonna be the one to tell me what the hell’s going on?’
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“Hm? Yeah. We’re the last bastion of the resistance. Four of us left. Hermes was five. Probably our last hope too. Did you bring his satchel?”
She asks
“Oh, and yeah, I’m Glory. Welcome to the Resistance.”
She claps you on the back. She’s a burly woman who looks like she could throw you across the room
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The clap on the back almost chucks me down the stairs, and I grab the wall to keep my balance. ‘Woah, woah. I have no idea what you people do, I haven’t yet said that I’ll join!’
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“Well. Join or not. You’re here now.”
Once you hit the bottom of the stairs, you see three others in a hastily dug out room below the gas station. A woman is typing on the computer, she’s nerdy with big round glasses and short black hair tied tightly back. A man who looks built similarly to Glory. And a guy, who looks like his flickering in an almost illusionary method. The girl on the computer notices you and pushes up he glasses.
“A new member? Are you replacing Hermes?”
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‘I’m not a - oh, forget it. Yeah, I guess I am. Can someone tell me what the fuck this place actually is so that I know what I’m actually joining?’
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“Last Standing Resistance Base.”
The built guy says, walking over to you, giving you another pat on the back.
“Welcome. Name’s Patrick!”
The nerdy girl nods, going back to her computer.
“Maven, learn it quicker than Hermes did. And hand me his satchel if you brought it back.”
Patrick points at the man flickering in and out of reality.
“One of the Witch’s failed freaks. He doesn’t talk much. Goes by the number she gave him G-05. Stands for Ghost 05.”
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I head over to Maven, dropping the satchel lackadaisically down by her work station. ‘Ghost, huh? So who actually is this Witch Doctor? Hermes seemed to think she was following him...’
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Glory crosses her arms.
“From what we know, she used to be a brilliant and kind hearted doctor. Then Lena Oxton gave her heavy dosages of her super soldier DNA. Twisted her physical and mental state. She’s beautiful, brutal, and even smarter than before. She does twisted experiments on those she catches. Like Ol Ghostie over there.”
G-05 just grunts and shakes his head as Maven looks excited.
“Well, at least Hermes got what he was supposed to before getting caught.”
She pulls out two vials with golden liquid
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I don’t shiver at the sound of the Witch Doctor - a chill just runs down my spine, and I try to distract myself by asking:
‘And what exactly are they?’
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Patrick nods his head at them.
“Experimental Super Soldier Serum. We’re not sure if it works. Last chance of winning though. Not that it matters. We’ve all tried previous strains, took a toll on our bodies, this’ll kill us. It had to be Hermes.”
He shrugs
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I don’t like where I think this is going.
‘Too bad he’s gone. Now you’ve got no-one to use it on.’
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“Mm. And you’re left with a choice, stranger.”
Patrick simply states. Glory and Maven are quiet, looking between you and Patrick. G-05 gives you a sad look almost. You watch him flicker in and out of reality, a failed misfit
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I’m not exactly a noble person. The moment they propose it, I only have one question on my mind: ‘What’s in it for me?’
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G-05 just shakes his head, laughing a bit, which causes his form to flicker more
“Just leave. Even with the serum. She’d eat him alive.”
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I step over to him, easy to rile up. ‘What’s that supposed to mean, huh? You wanna see how I handle myself in a fight, that it?’
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